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[myfaceyourfistx]

Fate

He strolled carelessly down the street
barefoot as usual
his dark shaggy hair blanketed his face as he walked with his head tilted down
his eyes examened each crack on the roughly paved road
they reminded him of streets on a road map
he was dressed in his usual at attire:
skin tight jeans, torn at the knees and the butt exposing his plaid boxers
and a leather cuff strapped tightly to his right wrist
the sun beat down on his bare, boney back, but it didnt bother him
the warmth comforted him
and eased the knots coiled tightly inside his chest
he clutched firmly to the delicate white rose in his left hand.
his body suddenly jolted as he clumsly bumped into a large, poorly groomed man
sporting a flannel shirt and a trucker hat
"get the fuck out of my way"
the man belowed as he violently pushed the shirtless boy backwards
he stumbled back a few steps
in fear his grip loosened
the beautiful white rose fell softly to the floor
its perfection and purity destroyed in an instance
he peered down at the rose in silence
"guess it wasn't meant to be"
he said softly to himself as he turned his back and
walked away